"Hello, Miss? Can you hear me? Are you okay? I hope she's still alive."
The voice of a stranger woke me up. I found myself in an abandoned building, covered in a pile of trash.
The pain was intense. I couldn't move, as any attempt made my stomach hurt even more, so I remained still.
The man said he didn't notice me at first until he saw my legs sticking out from the trash.
"What happened to you, Miss? Who did this to you?" I could see fear in his eyes.
He showed genuine concern. How I wished it was Henry who had found me instead of this stranger.
I couldn't answer his questions. Where would I even start?
"I'm surprised you're still alive after losing so much blood," he said, sounding horrified as he pointed at the blood around me. He then pulled out his phone to call 911, but I stopped him.
I grabbed his leg and gestured for him to give me the phone.
